As her body turned over, it felt as if an invisible hand was gripping my throat, preventing me from making a sound.
Grandma Zeng's entire face was pressed tightly against the table.
With a forceful flip, my face was ripped off.
The scene was like tearing off a piece of paper that was stuck together with glue, and pulling out a dark green viscous liquid.
The bright red blood on the table had now turned into a foul-smelling, viscous, dark green liquid, emitting a nauseating odor.
How could this happen? Even if she were dead, this couldn't possibly have happened.
The corpse looked like it had been dead for a long time.
But I clearly saw her die right in front of me.
It's only been a few seconds.
The body had decomposed into this state.
Just then, Zeng Wei and Jin Ye heard the commotion inside and rushed in.
Zeng Wei stepped across the threshold first, and the moment his eyes fell upon the scene inside, his face turned deathly pale.
His legs buckled, and with a thud, he collapsed to the ground.
He mechanically repeated, "What...what's going on?"
Mr. Jin then strode in.
His gaze swept quickly across the room, finally landing on Old Mrs. Zeng's body. After a brief look, he turned to look at me.
"what happens?"
I took a deep breath, trying to calm the panic in my heart.
He quickly recounted what had just happened.
"She was writing something just fine before, but suddenly when she got to the last sentence, she slumped onto the table and stopped moving. I turned her over, and this is what she looks like now."
What did she write?
When I turned to look at the words on the table, I realized that all the words had disappeared.
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